I Name You, I See You, I Feel You
A name is so powerful… You don’t realize it’s power until someone has power over you….
How I want to hear my name said with love and longing…
Not lust and sweat, but with quavering, sweet breath…
The quiet and strong breath that draws your lips together as if magnets…
It makes your heart beats such as those of a migrating bird’s wings, self-assured in direction and purpose…
I want my mind to be filled with white and marvel…
Filled with you, your lips, your tongue, your heat against me…
And it strangely makes one burn from the inside out…
Even with my eyes closed I know yours are too because I trust my love…
But that is when a blow comes…
When your spirit is ripped out of you… when you are not looking…
Open your eyes, I have opened mine… to the danger and ferocious fire that passion it…
If you play with fire, you will get burned…
And burns don’t ever go away, they mar your skin, the fragile flesh of your heart forever…
One burned to ash,
Anna Krichbaum Geller
No comments:
Post a Comment